Chapter 329: Nordic Throne

In the world of **Toaru Majutsu no Index**, the ceiling of power is undoubtedly the **Magic Gods**. These are beings who have delved endlessly into magic, reaching the realm of divinity. Whether it's **Aiwass**, the Holy Guardian Angel, the great demon **Coronzon**, or **Aleister Crowley**, none of their existences can overshadow the terrifying combat prowess of the Magic Gods.

Below the Magic Gods, there exists a category of individuals who could have become Magic Gods but chose not to. Aleister Crowley is one such person. He didn't become a Magic God simply because he personally chose not to.

**Ollerus** is another such individual.

"You seem to know me?" Ollerus asked, his hands still casually behind his back.

"One of the things I'm best at is crisis management. And you happen to be both the most dangerous and the least dangerous person I've encountered."

"Why do you say that?"

Ollerus, the man from Northern Europe, seemed intrigued. He was curious about what Li Mo had to say.

*The most dangerous, yet the least dangerous…*

This evaluation was truly subtle.

"After all, you're a man who was just one step away from becoming a Magic God. From the information I've gathered, there are hints about you. Who would have thought that you'd miss your chance to become a Magic God because you stopped to save a cat?"

**Magic Gods**.

They are not demons, but gods of magic. In other worlds, the opportunity to become a god is something everyone desires. Yet, the man before him didn't seem to care at all.

"Ah, so you do know me. That makes things easier. To be honest, I thought you were just someone greedy for the power of angels. But it seems my assumption was wrong."

There was a subtle feeling in the air.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I've never seen anything like you. How should I put it?"

Li Mo instantly realized that his true nature had been seen through.

With his full power unleashed, the layers of disguise he had wrapped around himself were completely stripped away. After all, his opponent was an **Archangel**, **Raphael**, the **Medicine of God**. Representing one of the four great elements in the Christian system, this alone proved the angel's strength and status. Facing such an opponent, Li Mo had no choice but to go all out.

And yet, such a formidable enemy was casually knocked down by Ollerus with a single strike.

But it had to be admitted—Ollerus had the strength to do so.

**Ollerus**, a terrifying existence who had achieved the power of a Magic God while still in a human body.

"I've figured out what to call you. A demon born from the original sins of humanity, akin to **Satan**. If Satan represents the external malice humanity faces, then you are the embodiment of humanity's internal malice.

I think this title suits you well.

**「Beast of Original Sin」.**"

Li Mo spoke up: "Isn't that conclusion a bit too far-fetched? Judging by my ears and tail, I'm more of a youkai (monster). What does that have to do with humans?"

"An Eastern youkai? I don't know much about those. But your aura is peculiar—it carries a mix of chaotic attributes. Fox? An unknown man-eating demon? Another type of demon? And even the aura of the heroes from **Valhalla**? But there's no denying that you also carry the scent of humanity. Even the aura of those from **God's Right Seat**, who have reduced their original sins.

I see now. You're someone who can devour the 'essence' of others, aren't you? The death of **Terra of the Left** in Avignon some time ago—that was your doing, wasn't it?"

In just a glance, Ollerus had seen through the nature of Li Mo's existence.

Peeling back the layers, he could see the overwhelming malice.

It was as if all of humanity's **original sins** had gathered within the person before him.

"You're not yet in your complete form, are you? The **Beast of Original Sin**, representing humanity's self-destructive tendencies. In the future, your mere existence will lead to the irreversible destruction of humanity."

Ollerus slowly walked toward Li Mo.

As he spoke, Li Mo felt the atmosphere around him grow increasingly oppressive.

The man who had once been on the verge of becoming a Magic God revealed his true nature.

But… how had Ollerus seen through him so quickly?

—After all, the one Li Mo had learned from, **Koyanskaya**, possessed the ability to reject **humanity**.

**「Beast」**—this term itself was not a positive one.

"Can I offer a slight defense?"

"You know, the most terrifying attacks in this world are those that cannot be explained."

The man who should have become a Magic God moved his hand slightly: "No matter how unbelievable the source of power is, if it can be wielded like a weapon, then treat it as a weapon. If it can be fired like a gun, then treat it as a gun. Most 'unknown powers' that can be explained are of this level.

The **#2** of this city, right? That's how he operates. Materials that don't exist in this world are manifested in ways that belong to this world. So, there's past experience to draw from."

A terrifying attack struck Li Mo.

**Thorom's Spell** didn't activate at all. He couldn't even determine what kind of attack it was. He couldn't even see the attack itself.

By the time he realized what was happening, he was already sent flying like a kite with its string cut.

He couldn't even tell if the attack came from the outside or from within his own body. From the surface of his flesh to his internal organs, every part of him suffered equal damage.

"But for 'inexplicable powers,' you can't deal with them like that."

Ollerus's tone was calm as he watched Li Mo struggle to his feet.

Li Mo couldn't determine the nature of the damage he had sustained. Was it a laceration caused by a sharp object? Or a bruise from a blunt weapon? Was it physical damage from a weapon? Or soul damage from magic?

None of the above.

He had simply suffered "damage."

**Pseudo-Immortality** kicked in, restoring Li Mo to full health.

And then, he faced the second attack.

"What's truly terrifying in this world is the use of power from an incomprehensible source, an inexplicable force that defeats the opponent before they can even devise a countermeasure. Because it's an ambiguous concept, it can't be defined, and thus can't be countered. The only solution is to stay thousands of kilometers away during every battle, but how troublesome would that be?"

Ollerus, this peak magician, also understood the nature of the power he wielded. Something that couldn't be defined—how could one even begin to explore it? It was like trying to observe microorganisms before the invention of the microscope.

The only thing that could be known was…

"Since I'm the master of this power, I've named it **「Northern European Throne」.** The principle is actually quite simple. Just as you refine life force into mana, the **Northern European Throne** does the same. Except what it refines isn't mana."

The third strike landed.

Li Mo was sent flying again like a kite. But this time was different. He used the momentum to drift further away, desperately creating distance.

"Not the same performance as the **#7**. But mmortality? It really reminds me of those undying monsters. In that case, I'll change my approach and seal away your nature instead."

Seeing how Li Mo had protected others during his battle with the angel, the monster wielding an indescribable, incomprehensible force chose not to rely on violence to solve the problem.